by Trini Thompson » Thu Jul 19, 2012 2:26 pm
"Oh spirits...
I am a witch of ancient lore, I petition these trees, and the forest floor. Converge thyself upon this site, spider weaving, power and might. Air and Fire, Water and Earth, aid in my quest, I call you forth. Arcadia, Arcadia, I intone, thrice the power you have shone..."
She shot a quick glance over at Kim as she chanted, giving her a "well?" look, as she began to open her bag.